Celebration of David B Wells Life
March 15th, 2014
All of you here are a testament to what I think David’s dream was…it was
to treat all people with respect,..
to share a piece of himself with his unique sense of humor...
to be generous to a fault to those in need…
and to always be there as a pillar of strength and wisdom…
I believe he accomplished that and then some.
Before I go further, I want to thank a few people who have really stepped up during this journey which started way back in May of last year. I want to thank them not based on the amount of help they provided but the way they provided it, when they provided it and how they provided it. Each of you never tired of giving genuine hope, encouragement and love…and there was nothing that David could or would do without because of your heartfelt devotion.
Gavin – the cheerleader
Randy – the writer
Dr. Law – the General
Eisenhower 3 East Oncology Staff – The A Team
Rob – Mr. Everything to David AND I
June – Great Teammate and Confidant
My Mom – Loving David as her own
What will you miss about David? I would imagine some of the stuff on my list here is on yours.
I will miss (and missing), his cast of characters Blanche Devereaux from Golden Girls, Ginger Grant from Gilligan’s Island and Dr. David Dickman the sex therapist. For those of you who experienced any and/or all of these characters knows #1, I can’t even come close to re-creating it for you today and #2 how incredibly funny it really was….the kind of funny that was not trying to get attention…but just naturally funny that flowed out effortlessly. I know his family here today can attest that the cast of characters may have changed over the years but the degree of funny has not.
I will miss his giant, blue and very expressive eyes
I will miss his warm, comforting hands
I will miss shopping for and going to Halloween parties with him
I will miss watching him shave
I will miss seeing his uniform laid out on the bed for that day’s softball game
I will miss finding numerous bouquets of roses he shanghaied from all over the condo property.
I will miss packing and heading out for fun trips to SF, Vancouver, Chicago and other cities that are still are on our bucket list.
I will miss being spoiled rotten in every sense of the word.
I will miss the 9,000,000 euphemisms… “too much sugar for a dime” comes to mind…or “a fast nickel is better than a slow dime”…very southern…so you get the picture.
I will miss how he shared me with his family…which by the way treated me like anyone else…because they know that true love is the same love for everyone…and I want to thank you guys for that.
And yes David my love…I will miss how you reveled in combining intimacy and love.
Today we are not saying goodbye to our friend, father, brother, son, uncle or partner, but rather thanking him for being in our lives and that his spirit and memory will live on as long as each of us draws a breath.
Lastly, I received a sympathy card from someone I know and admire who has experienced the loss of her father and then her son. She sent the card at a crucial time when I was struggling with how to in some way still have David with me. In the card she shared this poem with me hoping it would bring comfort when I needed it like it did for her….and it does.
And if I go, while you are still here…
Know that I live on,
Vibrating to a different measure,
Behind a thin veil that you cannot see through.
You will not see me, so you must have faith.
I will wait there for the time when we can soar together again, both aware of each other.
Until then, live your life to the fullest.
And when you need me, just whisper my name in your heart…I will be there.